Low Life
(Klaus Sena)
I see your heart inlaid in
My deficient and dirty breast
I don't know why, why you choose me
My body cannot receive your love
Low life
Stupid dignity
I maybe hard
But I'd kill myself for you
Fiery kisses on your beauty lips
Can't show what I feel beside you
But my sickness and my sore,
Are not for your love
You don't know
My hate and my love
You don't know
My hate and my love for you
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